virtual jet lag

The reason I'm updating at five in the morning, in case anybody was wondering, is that I'm suffering from a case of virtual jetlag. Between the weird and hectic hours I was keeping over the weekend and the office picnic I attended on Tuesday (which turned into an almost-all-night-party), I was worn out last night. Positively exhausted. So I went to bed early... really early. Six-o'clock-in-the-afternoon-while-it-was-still-light-outside early.

And I woke up at four in the morning.

So now that we're all caught up...

For whatever reason, I hadn't been picking up my camera much for a while. The photolog had gone for an unprecedented month without updates. I'm working on improving that timeframe as I try to write more often as well. Part of the slow-down has been my schedule recently. Over the last month, I've been working 45- to 50-hour weeks, then working on preparations for JournalCon after work. Now that JournalCon is over, I'm back down to a life and a half, rather than the three lives I was juggling previously. I'm glad for the change.

I've spent way more time than I should have spent reading people's accounts of the convention. One thing about journallers: you get them all in the same room together, and they write about one another. They write a lot about one another. I don't have a whole lot to add to the discussion. I didn't get to go to karaoke because I didn't have my id with me, and I apparently look twelve. I did go to the tattoo parlor, though, and took some pictures:

some bar on Sixth Street
Emily getting tattooed (if needles or tattoos squick you out, you might not want to click on this one)
Shannon getting painted with henna